Xiliang Iron Cavalry

Wei Guan repeatedly complained that it's a pity, this is the best tea, which is hard to find, so Jia Rong drank it in such a daze.

Looking at Wei Guan's expression, Jia Rong also realized that he was too good at tasting tea, and drank it like wine in a daze; in the future era, he would never have the opportunity to touch these things, so talking to Jia Rong about drinking tea is the most important thing. It is equivalent to playing the piano to a cow.

Although it hurts, Wei Guan is not angry because of this "little money", but feels that it is a pity to waste this good tea, so he smiled and said to Jia Rong: "Well, I will call you Zhiyuan from now on. "

At this time, Jia Rong looked at Wei Guan with shame on his face and said, "Rong is a vulgar person, please forgive me, Patriarch."

Wei Guan didn't make things difficult for Jia Rong either, and asked: "Zhiyuan is a member of the army, with a rough temperament, which is also reasonable. I met him in Xiliang that day, why did he appear in Hedong?"

Jia Rong replied truthfully: "Rong is under the command of General Dong, and he is stationed in Hedong with the general."

Wei Guan seemed to have been confirmed, and immediately pointed to Jia Rong in surprise and said, "Could it be that you are Jia Rong and Jia Zhiyuan who burned the Changsha?"

Jia Rong blushed for a while. He thought that he had faded out of Hanting's field of vision, but he didn't expect that even Wei Guan, the head of the Wei family, knew about his affairs. It seemed that the matter was not that simple, so he quickly said, "It's Jia Rong."

Wei Guan laughed happily and said, "Zhiyuan is a real hero. I was a little familiar with Zhiyuan's name when I first heard it. I didn't expect you to be that Jia Rong with the torn yellow scarf." After speaking, he laughed again.

Jia Rong said modestly: "It's nothing more than a trick, the Patriarch doesn't have to worry about it."

Wei Guan waved his hand and said: "How can Zhiyuan's merits be worthless? It's really a blessing for my Wei family that Zhiyuan came to the humble house."

After all, there was an elusive sadness in Wei Guan's eyes.

But Jia Rong caught this information and said, "I don't know what is sad about the Patriarch?"

Wei Guan sighed and said: "Perhaps in your eyes, the Wei family is a powerful family and no one dares to mess with it."

Jia Rong nodded, affirming Wei Guan's statement.

"But scholars, farmers, businessmen, and businessmen have the most humble status. My Wei family has been in business for generations. Although I have a lot of family power, it is difficult to change the status of a lowly businessman. So much so that my second son abandoned business and went to literature, and now worships under Master Cai. " After finishing speaking, Wei Guan's eyes showed a trace of joy, as if he was happy for his second son.

Jia Rong asked, "I don't know who Master Cai is?"

Wei Guan looked at Jia Rong with a strange look, and said, "Master Cai is Cai Yong, a great scholar today."

Jia Rong suddenly realized that it was Cai Yong. No wonder Wei Guan had a look of pride in his eyes when he mentioned that his second son worshiped under Cai Yong.

As if to prove something, Jia Rong then asked, "Who is the Patriarch's second son?"

Wei Guan said truthfully: "The second son's surname is Wei, his name is Ning, and his name is Zhongdao. He is now in Luoyang."

Jia Rong nodded silently. Wei Zhongdao was the husband of the four great beauties, Cai Wenji, but it seemed that this son did not live long. He died not long after the wedding. He was a typical sad figure.

"It's a pity that my eldest son was robbed by horse thieves when I was passing through Xiliang on business. My eldest son died under the sword of horse thieves in order to protect me." After Wei Guan finished speaking, he took a sip of the tea in his cup And do.

Jia Rong was stunned, no wonder he saw Wei Guan walking in Xiliang in such a state of embarrassment at the beginning. With the power of the Wei family, he couldn't be like this, so there was such a thing.

Wei Guan drank the tea in the cup in one breath, seemed to be in a better mood, and said, "I made Zhiyuan laugh."

Jia Rong said: "I can understand the mood of the Patriarch, but the Patriarch should not be too sad, the dead have passed away, and people always have to look forward."

"People always look at money, people always look at money..." Wei Guan murmured.

Poor Jia Rong didn't know that Wei Guan misunderstood him.

Suddenly, Wei Guan's eyes flashed a gleam. He felt that Jia Rong's words were too classic. Wei Guan was a businessman and naturally valued profits, but Jia Rong's words were the words of a businessman. What Lian Hu Jiarong said is really wonderful, and summed up the direction of the businessman's life. ..

Wei Guan thought about it and looked at his Jia Rong in a daze, and said, "I don't know what Zhiyuan's request is, as long as I can do it, I will respond to it." Since he can tell that people look at money, it must be profit-oriented People, Wei Guan thought so.

Although Wei Guan is a businessman, he is still very sincere when facing his former savior. Even if Jia Rong asks for ten thousand gold, Wei Guan will not think it is too much.

Jia Rong shook his head and said, "I didn't save the Patriarch for anything in return, and I won't ask for anything in return from the Patriarch now."

Wei Guan nodded approvingly and said, "Zhiyuan is really a man."

"My Wei family is quite powerful in the court. If Zhiyuan needs help, just speak up." Wei Guan continued.Wei Guan still understood that Jia Rong did not receive a reward from the court this time.

Jia Rong nodded and said nothing.

At the banquet, Wei Guan also kept toasting Jia Rong. Jia Rong was not afraid of those who came. When he came to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the last thing he was afraid of was drinking. He felt that the wine in the Han Dynasty was similar to that of his own era. It's like beer, and I don't feel anything after drinking it.

Wei Guan was very happy today, and drank a little too much. When he was drunk, he talked a lot. Wei Guan drove away the maid around him, and said to Jia Rongshen mysteriously: "Zhiyuan, you Do you know my Wei family?"

Jia Rong looked at Wei Guan in confusion and said, "I don't know."

Wei Guan said: "In fact, my Wei family is the descendant of the empress Wei Zifu, the great general Wei Qing." After speaking, Wei Guan showed a trace of indescribable pride.

Jia Rong suddenly became interested. Wei Qing's descendant, Wei Qing is one of the ancient generals he admired the most. When he got the news, how could Jia Rong miss it? He kept asking Wei Guan about Wei Qing's deeds. Not comprehensive and detailed, can the history books still record how many times Wei Qing went to the toilet?

Wei Guan also proudly told Jia Rong what he knew.

It turns out that the Wei family is a branch of the general Wei Qing's family, but now the Wei family has been doing business.

As if to show off, Wei Guan looked around and whispered in Jia Rong's ear, "Zhiyuan, I still have a sword left by my ancestors at home."

One sentence immediately attracted Jia Rong. What the soldiers like most is not the gold, silver and jewels, but the sharp weapons of magic weapons. Jia Rong asked excitedly and in a low voice: "Is it left by General Wei?"

Wei Guan nodded affirmatively and whispered in Jia Rong's ear, "It's definitely the ancestor's portable sword."

Jia Rong was overjoyed and said, "Can I have a look?"

Wei Guan showed embarrassment on his face. After all, the family heirloom did not want to be known to outsiders, but he drank a little too much today, so he slipped it in a moment of excitement.

Seeing Wei Guan's expression, Jia Rong said: "Patriarch, don't be embarrassed, if it's inconvenient, you don't have to watch."

The corners of Wei Guan's mouth twitched a few times, and then he said, "Follow me, Zhiyuan."

Then, Wei Guan repeatedly confirmed that there was no one around, and then led Jia Rong out.

Jia Rong followed Wei Guan all the way around, and Wei Guan, like the most thief, kept looking around, fearing that someone would follow him, and finally arrived at the destination.

Looking at the top of the door, it turned out to be the back hall.

Wei Guan walked to a vase, twisted it, and saw a door slowly cracked in the originally flat wall, allowing one person to pass through.

Jia Rong was amazed, this is the legendary mechanism, and inside is the secret room?This is the first time I have seen the darkroom of the agency.

Wei Guan blew on a torch and walked in, Jia Rong followed closely behind.

After a cup of tea, the two came to the innermost part of the secret room.

Wei Guan lit up the surrounding lamps and turned off the fire. Through the surrounding lights, Jia Rong saw that Wei Guan was stroking a red lacquer box on the table in the secret room affectionately, as if his mother was stroking his own. like children.

Jia Rong stepped forward and said to the emotional Wei Guan, "Patriarch, where is the sword?"

Hearing Jia Rong's words, Wei Guan stopped touching, and slowly opened the long red lacquer box.

Inside the box lies a long sword about one meter long, with a simple hilt, and some patterns that Jia Rong does not know are engraved on the hilt; Jia Rong feels that the only strange thing about this sword is this sword. The murderous aura faintly revealed, an invincible aura, as if as long as this sword is in hand, no one in the world can be an opponent.

Jia Rong completely fell in love with this sword just by looking at it.

Without Wei Guan's permission, he took the sword out of the box and drew it out of its sheath, only to see a flash of blue light.

The blade of the sword was glowing with blue light. Jia Rong carefully found that there was a faint dark red in the blue light of the sword. It was definitely a sharp weapon that had drunk the blood of thousands of people.

Jia Rong gently touched the sword body, feeling the sword in his hand, as if to prove the sharpness of the sword, Jia Rong's hand was cut by the sword, and blood flowed.

Although his hand was quite painful, Jia Rong still couldn't put it down and waved the sword in his hand repeatedly, dancing vigorously. Although there were no moves to speak of, Jia Rong showed a satisfied expression when listening to the momentum of the sword.

After a long time, Jia Rong saw Wei Guan with a bitter face next to him, and asked, "I wonder if this sword has a name?"

Wei Guan pointed to the two small characters under the hilt of the sword and showed it to Jia Rong. Jia Rong felt his scalp tingle when he saw the two small characters. For those who don't understand, among those two characters, Jia Rong only recognized the first one, the word "Qing".

Jia Rong asked incessantly: "Patriarch, I am not very literate, ashamed, ashamed."

Wei Guan said with a serious face: "The name of the sword is Qingzhi. It was given by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to reward our ancestors for defeating the Xiongnu. It has always been worn by our ancestors. I also got it by accident. It has always been regarded as a heirloom by my Wei family. Family treasures are enshrined in the back hall."

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